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Hit the stick first time. Bingo.
After the obligatory five seconds of peeing, I recap the stick and pee like a normal person. Thank fuck. I think my pelvis almost snapped right then.
I put the stick on the side, ignoring the way the little hourglass is turning in the bottom corner.
Ignoring? Who the fuck am I kidding? I’m stalking that bitch like it’s Channing Tatum walking into my apartment.
I finish my business and shove the stick up my sleeve. I’m alone, no one is here, but I’m hiding it anyway.
Then, like a totally rational human being, I shove it in my knicker drawer and slam it shut.
Shit. I’m even saying ‘knicker’ now.
And I pace. To the front door. To the kitchen. To the sofa. To the bath. To the spare room. To Angus’s food bowl.
To my bedroom.
I sit on the bed and stare. At the drawer. Accusingly. Tapping my foot. Sighing. Chewing my nail. Flicking my hair. Rocking my legs.
Has it been three minutes yet?
I don’t know.
I’m too afraid to look.
I stay sitting and count to sixty in my mind. I rationalize that it’s surely been three minutes by now. Surely.
Deep breath, Liv.
Deep breath.
I open the drawer and pull the test out. My eyes are screwed shut. Aw, hell. Where are my lady balls?
Mind you, if I had balls, I wouldn’t be staring at a stick covered in my urine.
Okay. Shit. Time to look.
I open my eyes and look at that motherfucking hourglass, which is flipping itself up and down, up and down.
“You bitch,” I hiss.
That had to have been three minutes! If not, it was sure as shit the longest two of my life.
“Change. Change.” I chant, over and over, staring at the tiny screen. “Change you fucking—ooooh shit. Oh. Shit.”
Pregnant. 3+.
I drop the stick like it’s giving me herpes.
No no no no no no fucking no!
I have the implant. How is this possible? I didn’t actually think I would be.
Shit.
There’s a person inside me.
A real-life person.
